The president sent me to cheer

"Look, take a look!"

Looking at the strange appearance of the boy.

The troublemaker was stunned for a moment, then raised his other finger to point at him.

"You won the first place on your own, and you dare to jump out so quickly to show off your power! What kind of practice for four months, I think it's all farting! You must have taken the counterattack script, right? No one can practice like that in a year or two ?"

"Don't talk about getting first."

Little A is rarely angry.

The voice sent chills down the spine.

"You bullied my friend, even if I got 61st today, I still want to show off my prestige!"

"you--!"

Hearing what he said, the troublemakers couldn't bear it.

Immediately punched and kicked him, wishing he could beat him down on the spot.

A group of players around knew Little A's current weight, and they were scared to death.

A few people from the same company as the troublemaker hurriedly stopped him, and dragged him out all the way with a compensatory smile.

Most of the rest of the troublemakers followed him. Seeing him being dragged away, they suddenly lost their minds.

Some of them ran out after him, so they also went down the steps and fled quickly.

Now it's practice time, and everyone is concentrated in the single room again. The farce just now will inevitably be seen by many audiences.

Tan Di patted little A's shoulder worriedly. He didn't use much effort, but he coughed twice as if he was choking.

No sound.

Only his shoulders trembled uncontrollably.

Qin Di noticed, "Are you catching a cold?"

"No, it's just that I spoke too hard just now, and my throat felt a little uncomfortable."

Little A's voice is a little hoarse.

He cleared his throat and recovered quickly.

"Have you written the words yet?"

"wrote."

Qin Di handed the lyrics paper full of notes to Xiao A.

"I'm going to look for you, can you take a look for me?"

The players watching around have silently closed the door.

It was impossible for them to stand and discuss in the aisle all the time, so Xiao A greeted Tan Di and went to her private room.

Although the single room is small and small, it is more than enough to accommodate two people.

Little A and Tan Di sat side by side, began to read the rap lyrics written by him, and wrote for him to correct typos.

Qin Di originally planned to say no thanks for his kindness, so he didn't want to mention too much about the morning.

But now being made such a fuss by those people, facing Xiao A, he suddenly felt a little unnatural.

He pursed his lips and lowered his voice embarrassingly.

He is quite different from his usual indomitable big brother, clumsy and careful.

"Thank you just now..."

"Ok?"

Little A is still concentrating on studying his lyrics, and is a little confused by his sudden thank you.

Seeing his hesitation and shyness, he even felt a little funny.

"I should thank you. When I was in the fire class before, it was because I saw that you were still practicing hard that I was able to get up and continue learning. Without you, I'm afraid I would be sitting and chatting with other people. "

If there is no Qin Di.

In my own eyes, this is nothing more than a house-like nonsense show.

Although there are many people who are working hard.

But uneducated and lazy children abound.

Coupled with the emergence of small circles and small groups, various superficial frolics and hidden suspicions, as well as open and secret struggles between capitals of all parties.

He didn't even want to watch this nonsense farce.

"Maybe it's because I've been following you all along. When I knew you might be leaving, I was really scared, so even though I knew it was selfish, I still hoped that you could stay."

While confessing, he annotated his thoughts on the lyrics and handed them back to Tan Di.

Also comes with a shiny wink and thumb.

"Well written, as expected of you!"

"........."

He obviously showed that side just now, but he didn't expect to go back to being childish in the blink of an eye.

Tan Di raised his eyebrows in a daze, but finally refrained from asking.

Little A has finished writing his own words and is finally free.

He took a sip of water, stretched himself comfortably, and prepared to rest for a while.

Tan Di flipped through the annotations that little A had given himself, and found that he had actually written quite detailed revision opinions for himself, and even some small details that were not easy to notice, had added a lot of deep thinking and questions.

Handwriting is neat and clear.

It can be described as outstanding.

The annotations made by chatting casually like that.

Is it possible to have such a high degree of completion?

Qin Di read all the content in this comment.

Can't help but sigh.

"The audience was right."

"?"

Little A was leaning against the wall, and had already dozed off silently, her head was shaking little by little.

Hearing this, he regained consciousness in an instant.

He originally thought that Tan Di would think that the audience was a big Sabi, and he didn't like someone who worked so hard and was so good, and always liked some waste with no face, but he didn't expect that now he said that the audience was right.

Seeing Xiao A looking at herself sleepily, she seemed to be a little confused about the situation.

Qin Di couldn't help laughing.

"The person just said is actually right. This program and this society are totally unreasonable. Because liking someone is unreasonable. It's not like a test score. As long as you pay more than others, you will definitely fall into it." Be liked by more people."

He pretended nothing happened.

Still secretly sighed.

"A lot of people here are like me, right? I have spent too much time in my youth, and the sunk cost is getting higher and higher, so I am less and less willing to let go. As I get older, I don't know what else I can do besides this. , I feel at a loss and fear every day. Only then will I begin to understand that whether I can be recognized and liked by the audience is doomed from the very beginning..."

He recalled his time in the past ten years.

It was like having a stupid dream.

He covered his face with his hands, then put his palms together on the tip of his nose.

After a while, he finally expressed his thoughts.

"It's a talent to be liked, and you have this talent."

"Um……"

The teenager next to him gave a low "hmm" like a kitten.

But it doesn't seem like agreeing, but like perfunctory without soul.

"Little A?"

He sensed something was wrong and was about to turn around.

Suddenly, he felt a warm weight on his shoulders.

Followed by.

The weight of the boy's entire body pressed towards him.

The boy's forehead touched in a panic.

It was surprisingly hot.

"Little A!"

When He Jiu arrived.

Little A has burnt out.

The program team thought he had a common fever and gave him some antipyretics.

But I didn't want to think that a few hours passed, but it didn't get better at all.

He Jiu has been to the program group several times, and some people can already recognize him.

Although there were still employees blocking him from entering, they were all ignored by him and went around.

He walked fast and anxiously, rushing towards the dormitory area as if in a walking race.

The employee who stopped him was not as long as his legs, and he couldn't catch up even with a trot. In addition, the corridors in the building were complicated, and he was thrown away before he walked far.

Watching the live broadcast for so many days is not for nothing.

In order to find out where little A is, He Jiu had already memorized the way to his dormitory clearly, and found his dormitory from the lobby all the way, as if he was going back to his own home.

He found a place and was just about to open the door.

I saw the doorknob pressed down by itself, and then opened automatically, revealing a stunned face behind the door.

It was Tang Tou's face.

He Jiu hates him to death, but it's hard to show it when he bumps into him now.

Out of politeness, she could only nod slightly at him.

Tang Tou recognized him and hurriedly nodded to him.

Perhaps because he felt embarrassed, he nodded and left quickly.

Little A is the only one left in the dormitory.

Perhaps for the convenience of checking the changes of his condition, he did not lie on his upper bunk, but slept on Tang Tou's bed, his face was flushed, his brows were furrowed, as if he was having some painful dream.

He Jiu was very busy this week, and he had already missed a lot of things by taking the time to come here yesterday. He planned to concentrate on work today, so he didn't bother to watch the live broadcast, but he didn't want to receive a call from his assistant saying that Xiao A had a fever.

A person who was obviously fine yesterday.

How could you have a fever today?

But fever is not a serious illness.

He kept reassuring himself when he came, that everyone has a fever, such a minor injury or illness is not worth making such a big fuss about, he will come back after going to have a look, and he will never make a fuss about it.

But looking at Xiao A's painful face.

The corners of his eyes were still red.

What a fuss he is.

He's taking him now!

Little A's clothes are still on.

He Jiu lifted the quilt, hugged him directly, and walked out without hesitation.

His intrusion attracted the attention of the program crew. Not far from the door, he ran into two employees blocking the way, but he quickly avoided them.

Xiao A's fever and fainting were captured by the live broadcast.

The media had already received the news, and they all waited outside the venue.

Some employees who recognized He Jiu tried their best to persuade him.

But they were all silently stared at by him coldly.

He hardly listens to anyone anymore.

He only hugged Xiao A all the way out of the venue.

Although the reporters waiting outside didn't know him, they knew little A in his arms.

Immediately rushed over like crazy, trying to surround them.

Fortunately, the security guards hired by the program group are not vegetarians.

He quickly rushed over to stop them, and then stopped them three meters away.

Not long after the PD presided over the group, he stayed at the venue for dinner.

At this time, it is being sent out by the producer, and I have to catch an announcement.

He saw with his own eyes that He Jiu came out with little A in his arms, and gently put him into the back seat of the car. With that cautious appearance, it seemed that he was treating his colleague rather than his lover!

PD didn't know who He Jiu was, but felt that the relationship between this person and Xiao A was not simple.

Seeing this situation, I couldn't help but click my lips.

"That boy is fine, he has found such a handsome boyfriend."

"Shh, what nonsense are you talking about!"

The producer next to him was startled when he heard this.

Hit him with your arm.

"That's Mr. He from Shengshi Group!"

"President Xiao He?"

The PD took another look at them in shock.

From their angle, one can see that He Jiu carefully laid Little A flat on the back seat and took off his shoes for him.

"Did I hear you right? It's the little Mr. He who asked us to put Little A in the lower class and refused to show him the camera?"

"Yes."

"Then what's going on now?"

PD watched He Jiu handle everything as if no one else was around.

Some puzzled.

"He's not that...?"

"Yes."

The producer exchanged glances with him.

Nodding as if to sign.

"I'm afraid you are abusing your little wife because you can't ask for it?"

PD nodded: "Heroes see the same thing."

The abused little wife has burned unconscious.

He Jiu carefully sat in the back seat of the car, gently raised little A's head, let him rest on his lap, then closed the door and let the driver drive home.

It is now noon.

The midday sun just came in through the car window and fell on little A's face.

He Jiu was afraid that his eyes would be uncomfortable under the light.

He raised his hand over his eyes, blocking the light for him.

I called the assistant again and asked him to arrange a private doctor to wait at home.

And asked the program team to pass over the surveillance video of Xiao A's dormitory just now.

After the call, he lowered his eyes to look at little A again.

I found that his frowning brows finally relaxed a little. Although he still looked uncomfortable, it was much better than before.

After all, Little A is also a person who is about 1.8 meters tall.

Lying in the back seat of the car can only curl up your legs.

Then he gradually curled up into a small ball.

It was obviously scorching hot, and his forehead and hair were all wet with sweat, but he still hugged his arms tightly, like a child suffering from cold.

He Jiu wiped the sweat off his forehead in distress.

Patting him on the back lightly like a coaxing child.

Not long after, the phone received the message.

It was the surveillance video he requested from the program crew.

Although he knew that Tang Tou lived in that dormitory, it was normal to come in and out.

I also understand that if you put Little A on the upper bunk, once the condition worsens, it is really not easy to be found.

But out of disgust and distrust towards Tang Tou.

He still wanted to see if he had done anything to his little A.

The video sent by the program group is very long.

He Jiu calculated the time when Little A fainted, and dragged the progress bar over.

In the video, the door of the dormitory was knocked open in a panic.

Tang Tou rushed into the room with little A in his arms, and first looked up at the upper bunk, as if considering that it would be difficult to lift him up, so he put him on his own bed.

Later, the doctor from the program team rushed over.

Surrounded by a group of players, he was prescribed medicine and fed.

Seeing this, everyone thought that the situation would get better.

Then they went back to continue their practice.

But Tang Tou still didn't leave.

His bed has been occupied by little A.

I could only sit by the bed, bow my head and silently recite the lyrics of my performance.

It doesn't really help.

To memorize lyrics is to memorize them while singing.

From the video, it can be seen that he almost sang out countless times.

But he held back countless times.

He Jiu frowned vigilantly.

I feel understood, but I don't understand his behavior.

This paragraph is too long.

He Jiu couldn't bear to stare at this annoying person all the time, so he continued to pull the progress bar back.

It doesn't matter if it doesn't pull.

When he pulled it, he saw Tang Tou staring at Xiao A's sleeping face.

There were more or less other people in the dormitory before.

Now he is finally the only one left.

He put down the lyrics paper, turned his head and looked at Xiao A quietly.

If it wasn't for the time on the monitor, He Jiu almost thought it was a video card.

No sound, no movement.

Everything stopped as if standing still, except for the occasional blink of his eyes.

He doesn't move.

He Jiu didn't move either.

He didn't drag the progress bar anymore.

Instead, she kept staring at him with a livid face.

After standing still for a long time, Tang Tou in the video finally stretched out his hand.

He brushed away the wet hair on Little A's forehead, and gradually bent down.

He Jiu clenched his teeth instantly.

There were two deep frowns between his brows.

But when he was close to Little A's face.

He stopped.

His eyeballs obviously glanced to the right, and then he stretched out his hand and gently opened the collar of Little A.

It seemed that he saw something, so he froze like this.

Then he straightened up.

His chest heaved obviously, probably from a sigh.

He Jiu subconsciously looked to Xiao A's right.

From his messy neckline, a conspicuous red mark can be seen halfway above the collarbone.

It's the hickey he left last night.

He Jiu stretched out his hand to pull up Xiao A's neckline, covering up the trace.

I called the assistant again and asked him to inform the program team that this video must be deleted from the database, and it must not be edited and broadcast.

After giving all these instructions, he was about to put down his phone.

The car jolted violently.

This bump came too suddenly, and he was not mentally prepared.

The hand that shielded Little A from the sun immediately met his eyes.

Just for a moment.

His fingertips were soaked with wetness.

He Jiu hurriedly raised his hand, not having time to look at the boy's face.

I felt a slight tremor in my leg.

The boy's eyelashes were already wet with tears.

Large patches stuck together, looking like some very unfortunate dream.

He kept curling up.

A puppy-like whimper sounded from his throat, as if he was trying hard to say something.

The whimpering gradually became clearer and began to condense into syllables.

He Jiu leaned over slightly, and vaguely heard him shouting——

"Mother……"

The young man whispered softly.

His pronunciation was fuzzy, his breathing was short of breath, and he even had a faint crying voice.

"Don't, don't hit me... I'm going to cook right now... I'm going to go now..."

As he spoke, his hands and feet began to wave slightly disobediently.

But he was caught by He Jiu.

The sudden touch brought him back to life gradually.

But when he opened his eyes, his eyes were blurred.

He looked at He Jiu and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Suddenly he frowned aggrievedly and held back a bag of tears.

"Why don't you like me?"

In fact, the young man has no strength left.

But he still stubbornly reached out to grab He Jiu's clothes.

"I can learn whatever you like, anything..."

He seemed to have mistook He Jiu for someone else, and he was extremely sad just by looking at it.

Even the words were broken, as if she was holding back her tears, but the tears were still falling out.

"But why don't you still like me..."

"Nonsense, I like you very much."

He Jiu hugged him into his arms and gently kissed away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

He leaned closer to his ear and coaxed in a low voice.

"I've always liked you."

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I really want to add a heart at the end

But Ah Jiang does not allow me to do this_(:зゝ∠)_

Thanks to the little angels who cast [land mines]: one for one;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate [Nutrition Solution]: Why bother with 3 bottles; I am the mayor of the cat stubbs 1 bottle;